Looking up at the starry sky, Jiang Zhenfeng said gently, "When my mother was still alive, she told me that success or failure, regardless of how it was done, is always important to protect one's family. But when I was young, I only thought of success or safety as the highest priority, and if I could figure this out, then I would put my entire family in danger."

Uncle Nan stood beside Jiang Zhen Feng and said, "Marshal, don't worry. The Marshal saved Nan Wuming's life. He will definitely save young master."

Jiang Zhen Feng said with a smile, "My old brother, you and I were sworn brothers, and we were also old comrades who fought side by side for many years. If you had agreed to the bestowal from the late emperor back then, then now your rank would not be lower than mine. Don't keep calling me Marshal and sounding awkward, if you continue acting this way, I'll get angry, you know what it's like when I get angry."

Nan Wuming raised his head to look at Jiang Zhenfeng, but still maintained his benevolent expression and said, "I know! Countless corpses have been lying on the ground, and their blood has dyed the sky red! "

"Speaking of being a official, I am truly not interested. How about this, we can water the flowers and feed the fishes every day? I am extremely happy."

When Jiang Zhen Feng heard this, he burst out laughing. There was a hint of sadness in his laughter.

If Jiang Huan had been present, his jaw would have surely dropped in shock. He had never seen his father smile like this before, ever since he could remember.

At this moment, Jiang Huan was still trying to figure out what this "aura" was as he walked. As he walked, a rumbling sound suddenly came from his stomach .. "Goo .." Only then did he remember that he hadn't eaten yet.

But thinking about it, it was already so late. The chef should have already gone to bed by now, so he couldn't possibly wake them up one by one and ask them to cook dinner. He couldn't possibly wake them up in the middle of the night just to imitate the crowing of chickens.

His father, Jiang Zhen Feng, had been born into an ordinary family and had only become a member of the army after the war. Therefore, his father had been extremely strict with the three of them since he was a child, and would never bully them. It was the same even with the servants at home.

"Forget it, let's find a restaurant and have a bite to eat."

With that in mind, Jiang Huan turned around and walked towards the door. Right before the door opened, he told the servant that she would leave the door for him. He then strode down the steps and headed straight for the street.

Although it was already late at night, the teahouses and restaurants on the streets were still brightly lit. The nightlife of the noble sons and daughters in the city was definitely very rich, to the point that the gates were open for business all night.

His father Jiang Zhenfeng also liked to drink wine from his house, which was a type of white wine called the "Eight Directions Wine". According to the legends, the owner of this restaurant was a powerful martial artist who came from far away, and he had found white spirits made from eight types of precious herbs throughout the world. The wine was very expensive, which was why he was so famous for the "Eight Directions Wine".

When the shop assistant at the entrance saw Jiang Huan, he hurriedly went up to his with a big smile on his face. It was as if he had just met his father.

"Ouch!" Master! "You've come, but you haven't been able to take care of our business for some time."

Actually, I don't know you at all. It's purely a rule of a restaurant to accept guests and try to get close to you first.

Jiang Huan didn't say anything and continued to walk inside. The shop assistant was leading the way at the front.

"Master!" "Please come upstairs!"

The waiters at the restaurant all watched the dishes being served. If you wore ordinary cotton robe and hemp clothes, you would be able to sit on the first floor and drink shards of sky along with some candied fruits.

However, when they saw Jiang Huan wearing an embroidered robe and a jade ribbon, just the jade hairpin in his hair was already a priceless treasure.

The shop assistant directly led him upstairs. The second and third floor were private booths, and only those with status would have the right to step on the stairs.

The square platform was built by the River Yan, and the source of the River Yan was in the Jade Flower Mountain outside the city.

Jiang Huan was led down to the second floor by the shop assistant. The lobby of the second floor was decorated with paintings of mountains and rivers, the walls were made of white ink, and the extravagant luxury of the other restaurants made the atmosphere more mundane. The square counter's decorations were elegant yet simple, and the more you looked at them, the more comfortable it felt.

There were quite a few people on the second floor, either wealthy merchants dressed in gold or silver, or extremely young yet with an air of haughtiness. Everyone was drinking and eating, conversing with the people around them, and sometimes looking out of the window.

When they found a seat near the window, Jiang Huan pulled up his robe and sat down. What would you like to eat? "This little store is extremely delicious. As long as you order it, we have it all."

Although his tone was big, no one dared to question the ability of the square table. Back then, when the young prince of the Wang Mansion came here to stir up trouble, he was still feeding fishes in the moat the next day. The royal family didn't even dare to fart, to the point where the citizens of the capital were guessing that the owner of the square table was the current emperor.

Jiang Huan was the only one who had ordered this dish. He ordered a small pot of beef minced meat, and after that, the waiter walked down the stairs with a shout. Jiang Huan calculated that this was the first time since he was young that he had grown up, and that he had become such a prodigal beast. A serving of beef minced meat was worth eighty taels, and another pot of beef minced meat was worth two hundred taels! It was fortunate that second brother had given him a thousand taels of silver a few days ago. Otherwise, his father would have to go to the moat to fish for him tomorrow. The more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for this silver.

After a while, Jiang Huan's dishes were placed on the table one by one by the waiter. Jiang Huan picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef. Thump! "Thump!" With a sound, the head of the ten or so evil servants rushed up the stairs and stopped. They lined up on both sides of the stairs, and then three people slowly walked up to the second floor.